C891 The Descendant of the Pirate Saint Ghost Hand

"Settle it quickly!"

Mu Yang said impatiently. At this moment, his arm was still injured, and he couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on these people!

"Alright!"

Qingqing and Chaogang didn't delay any longer, and directly took care of these two people.

When the two of them rushed back, Mu Yang's face was already somewhat pale.

Although the wound on his arm wasn't an important part